6:15 alarm goes off
6:17 you start the day
6:18 our first fight
6:18 you compare me to my siblings, saying that they do better than me
6:19 I make you coffee

7:47 you leave for work
7:48 i walk into my room and cry

11:46 i fight with your youngest child

4:07 you call home and tell me to start dinner
4:15 i start dinner

6:08 you get home
6:10 our second fight
6:12 you stop yelling and walk off

7:13 dinner
7:22 me and your oldest child get into a fight
7:25 me and you get into a fight

7:34 i go to my room. not to come back out until you want coffee in the morning..

Freezing rain
How BEAUTIFUL
Things started to SHINE with ice

But

The  f r e e z i n g  rain kept coming.
Trees
GLISTENED like glass
And then b r o k e like glass.

Most animals were safe.
Not the pheasants
Their eyes  f r o z e  shut.

The pheasants.

Sat.

Helplessly.

In the roadside ditches
Blindfolded
With ice.

His eyes
Her smile
Both light up my world

His laugh
Her giggle
Both make my sides tickle

How he cares about me
How she cares for me
It's all so confusing

I don't know anymore

Which one?

Him
or
Her
?

Fairy tales have happy endings
Love is found, villains defeated
But my story has no love
And my faith is depleted

The first tears fell
When I entered the bright cold room
Doctors handed me to my mother

Tears fell again
When I entered the bright cold room
To say goodbye to her
The one I knew, loved, and cherished

Tears fell once more
When we put her in the ground
The dirt smelled of rain
And our eyes full of pain

This is not another poem about love
More, about when time froze
The loss of the ones we cherished
The ones that we would hold close

Not another poem about love
But, one about pain
I sit here and expect
My life to have gain

But once I did feel love
Once there was no pain
Once I had a grandma
To wipe the tears away

But now she sits in heaven
With silk as white as dove
Waiting for when we get to hug again
And write a poem about love

Sunflowers look to the sun
They yearn for the sweet glow
But once they are lost the turn to the side
And point toward their best bro

There’s always going to be someone better
And she’s going to own your sweater
She knows you better
The light is Heather

Outside it’s getting colder
And inside we’re getting older
You let her cry on your shoulder
I should be bolder

I watch your eyes as she walks by
Her smile brighter than the blue sky
And you leave me hanging dry
I should be quicker with replies

You find out
I explain
You don't accept it
I can't be me

Tears fall.
Not tears of sadness
Or joy
Tears of the pain you caused
You inflicted this never-ending downpour of emotion
You.

Home is where the heart is, they say.
Home is where the hurt is.
Home is where the best memories are, they say.
Home is where I remember his face.
Home is where the heart is, they say.